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059. At My Door II

Author: Silver Quil
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 09:44:55

SYLVESTER

But right now, with her eyes back to my mouth, and her scent filling my lungs...I wasn't thinking about how brave she was.

The way her body had pressed against mine was still burned into my memory from the factory.

This close to her I couldn't think straight.

I was thinking about how her lip caught the light when she talked. How she pressed her lips together when she was concentrating, and how that small movement tightened something low in my stomach every time.

"Raina."

"Yes?"

"You'r
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